My name is Toni. I was raised in suburbia, but currently having a taste of the city.
Always finding the radiance in the mundane.
I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way the light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes
- im a film student
- coffee and cigarettes
- being completely frank is my code of honor
- i sometimes feel that i should not waste nights with sobriety
- words over visuals
- je ne sais quoi
drop me a line at acidparties@gmail.com
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